Chapter 75
The socially frustrated girl finally accepted my advice and deleted the boy’s WeChat.
But what we all cannot understand is that when the young lady said she liked him before, he ignored her. When the young lady deleted his WeChat, he suddenly came to add the young lady’s WeChat again. The young lady ignored him, but he still called her.
Young lady: "Is he sick?"
I don't understand either. "A little bit. Didn't you two just talk it over? Just be happy on your own. Why did he come over and add you on WeChat? Did he regret it?"
The young lady was about to burst into tears, "Even if you tell me you're done, you can still continue fishing."
"Have you added it back now?"
"After I answered his call, he said he wanted to come find me, but I ignored him. He caught me off guard when I got off work."
"so?"
"He wanted to give me cash back for something I had given him and asked me to pay through WeChat. I said no, but he insisted. I felt embarrassed, right in front of the company, so I agreed."
"Then?"
"Today, the sun rarely rises from the west, and he keeps sending me messages, more than any other day. I wonder if he's sick? Does he think I should continue to be a bootlicker?"
"Don't say such harsh words. What is a lickspittle? You're just bravely pursuing what you love."
Seeing this experience of the young lady, I feel that this boy's character is really worrying. He doesn't like the young lady, and the young lady turns away, but he still comes over to flirt with her. How rude.
"How about you be more domineering and just send him a message: Okay, stop talking nonsense. If you're a man, just be straightforward. Either be my boyfriend or pretend you're gone. Keep your phone muted and don't interfere with me meeting a new man."
The young lady was a little timid, so she was always hesitant.
You can tell that she wants to be cruel, but she's reluctant and a little thin-skinned.
Oh, it’s no big deal.
"Miss, let me show you a lesson."
After sending the message, I turned around and opened the chat history of someone, and thought for a moment, "Is my friend here? Can I ask you a polite question?"
This time, the guy didn't read the message without replying. He asked, "What?"
"Could you please repost the second message sent on December 13th at 22:40?"
My original intention was that if he really sent that message again, I would reply: "Then I want to □□, is that okay?"
Ahem, I'm a bit thick-skinned.
Unfortunately, I don’t know if he saw something or for some other reason, but he refused to repeat the message as I wished. In the end, he just gave me two words: "Stop it."
On the other side, the young lady kept urging her with messages one after another, "Sister, where are you? Where's the demonstration we promised you?"
I was furious and sent her the screenshot. "I wanted to demonstrate it, but he wouldn't cooperate."
The young lady didn't understand at first, but after she knew my plan, she praised me for my courage. Maybe she was encouraged by my practical action, so she copied and pasted the words I had sent her before and sent it to the boy.
“I sent it.”
"Okay, judging by his previous refusal, he shouldn't harass you anymore."
The young lady sighed.
"Did he reply to you?" the young lady asked.
"That person?" I asked back.
The little sister nodded.jpg
"Didn't I show you? He replied with 'Stop messing around'."
The young lady was a bit of a spectator, so she asked directly, "So what did you say?"
I shook my head and typed, "No reply. I don't know how to reply."
Young lady: "'You can send it, send it'. If it were me, I would start to act like a spoiled child if I saw the words 'stop making trouble'."
I was silent.
Acting coquettishly is not my style. I dare to tease verbally, but acting coquettishly, ahem, is a bit thin-skinned and inappropriate.
So I directly rejected the young lady: "I can't do it."
The young lady sighed: "Women always have to learn to act like a spoiled child."
I shook my head: "This will only work on people he likes."
He doesn't like me, so if I post like this, he'll probably just think I'm crazy.
The young lady didn't care: "I think it's hard to resist whether I like it or not."
I sighed too, maybe, but it was too embarrassing.
After thinking about it, I really wanted to reply. After all, that thought hadn't left my mind yet, so I turned around and replied to him: "No joke, just making a wish in the wishing well on New Year's Day, so I just wanted to say it."
Alas, he is silent again.
But I don’t know why, after he stopped talking, I wanted to make him even angrier.
It's so interesting. For example, there was a cat named Mr. Shi. When it was stretching, I grabbed its claws and squeezed them hard. The cat then turned its back to me with its fur standing on end, wagging its tail.
I feel numb. Am I a pervert?
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